Chapter 202 One Too Many

• I stumbled into my apartment after 11 p.m. that night. Everything had been returned to Ever After Weddings, and Terri had volunteered to preserve the wedding cake until we could get a hold of Lisa and ask her what she wanted done with it—what little was left. I was exhausted but, at the same time, exhilarated.
• I could not believe that we had finally done it. Bob was going to face trial for something, for murder, of all things. He was going to pay for everything that he had done to me.
• I set my purse on the couch and collapsed beside it. A giggle escaped my lips.